Friday, April 02, 2010

TRINA:: NO PANTIES AND 6 MORE

1. SINGLE AGAIN



Yep Yep
Im Back
Slip and Slide records
Yea Yea Yea (hahahaha)

[Chorus:]
Im single again, back on the prow
I Thought it was perfect, I dont know how
Im single again, back on the prow
I Thought it was perfect, I dont know how
Im single again

You know how they do, how they act
See you wit another man and they want you back
(Whoo Whoo) My ass still fat
(Whoo Whoo) they still
checkin for me, and never wiil you find another bitch like me, and I dont care what your
friends say, what we had was like Jay and Beyonce.
Or was it all a dream.
Back seat in the phantom sippin that lean.
We party like rock stars, we sex like porn stars, ill take you a million bars.

[Chorus:]

Stop callin me apologizin, dont even start it
If you find what you lookin for
Back on the market
Lets agree to disagree, dont explain shit to me
I got my own money, theres nobody I need I need I need my own space
Im single agian, Who's who im minglin wit
Ball players center seats to the game
Ring side still doin my thing
Change my number, Switch my cars up
Six months wit ya match my cars up
It all started so promisin
Got my own diamonds so i gave him back the promise ring

[Chorus:]

Hold up.
Wait a got damn minute
It aint ova til I say we finish (we finish)
Til Get my half, then I sit back, relax
and just laugh (hahahaha)
At the times we shared, like flyin ova B-More, high in the G-4,
smokin on cali bud thats how a real G show a bitch cali love (cali love)
Sex in the Cot pit, no love I was jus another object (object).
You fell in love wit my ass
King magazine you fell in love wit my ass (my ass)
20 G's in the prada bag (prada bag)
And im bout to ball out
Had to get my mind right Im back in the lime light. Fellas!!!.....

[Chorus:]

Diamond Princess
Yea
Im still the baddest bitch
hahahaha...


VIDEO




2. NO PANTIES



(feat. Tweet & Missy)

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
My love is gonna cost
Cause ain't no way
That you gonna get up
In this for free

[Missy:]
NEW TRINA

[Trina:]
Look boo what da deal
You got my cash for you up in here
I know you be packing the steel
But I can't suck a dick
And get my lipstick smeared
Fuck nigga don't be grabing my braids
You got some cash then I'm easily
Persuade this ass thats all it
Takes see I can last all night
And all day Miss Trina zem zema
Fuck a Bema I got me a Benz and some rims
Tinted windows and some tens
I tell you time again I'm fine enough
To even take your mens look a here
Slim I swear the South Beach let me
Speak for you touch me you gonna treat
And put some sandtins on my feet
Take me to the beach
Now crawl up in my wall real deep
Oww

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
My love is gonna cost
Cause ain't no way
That you gonna get up
In this for free
No panties comeing off
My love is gonna cost
Cause ain't no way
That you gonna get up
In this for free

[Missy:]
NEW TRINA

[Trina:]
Bitch you ain't gotta like me
Oh you his wifey
I think your man like me
He had me in the car
With his hand on my bra
Breathing in my face
Saying
TRI-NA
I ain't trying a disrespect
I'm just trying to keep you in check
See I ain't done yet
Shit I'm the type of chick break
Up happy homes like Trick
So mo easy joe you so and so
I'm a superwoman you don't know
Damn I look good
Talk trash in your hood
And if you man want you
Daddy would Missunderstood
Slip and slide Miss Trina
Been sold out the arena
Like a rock and roll singer
You hate me you get the finger
All up in my gut playa what

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
My love is gonna cost
Cause ain't no way
That you gonna get up
In this for free
No panties comeing off
My love is gonna cost
Cause ain't no way
That you gonna get up
In this for free

[Trina:]
Hey playa whats the word
Watch my hips don't you like these cruves
I wanna crib in the deep suburbs
2 dogs and a mocking bird
Versae sprad on my water
And give me some head give me some head
Miss Trina likes kicks all red and I'm the first to say
I'm the badest chick

[Tweet (Chorus):]
No panties comeing off
My love is gonna cost
Cause ain't no way
That you gonna get up
In this for free
No panties comeing off
My love is gonna cost
Cause ain't no way
That you gonna get up
In this for free

[Missy:]
NEW TRINA

VIDEO



3. LOOK BACK AT ME



(feat. Killer Mike)

[Trina]
I got an ass so big like the sun
Hope you got a mile for a dick I wanna run
Slap it in my face shove it down my throat
Nigga where your blunt I can make this pussy smoke
I know how to fuck I know how to ride
I can spin around and keep the dick still inside
Now your mouth wide you looking real scared
I'm a maneater headhunter I'm prepared

[Trina talking]
Yea you running now
you running
I'ma put this pussy on you
Just like this

[Trina]
Put this pussy in yo jaws now smack
Like its Thanksgiving and it aint coming back
Collard greens neckbones nigga chew this ass
Both hold inspections dont stop til it pass
Licky licky licky licky licky for an hour
I'ma make it rain for you here's a golden shower
Smell it like a flower my pussy is a rose
Come a little closer I wanna fuck your nose

[Chorus - Killer Mike]
If you want it you can get it
If you with it I'ma hit it
Flip it rub it up and smack it
Look back at it I'm a addict

Look back at me [4X]
Girl
Look back at me [4X]
Girl
Look back at me girl [3X]

If you want it you can get it
If you with it I'ma hit it
Flip it rub it up and smack it
Look back at it I'm a addict

[Killer Mike]
Third bred red broad in my bed
Up all night took pipe gave head
Ass like Trina face like Mya
Shot it on her chest she said daddy aim higher
Put jimmy on her titties and I bust off wicked
Gave her mayonaise on the face pearl necklace
We turned the camera on we did a sex scene
She call me R. Kelly and I call her

Thats my bitch right there nigga

Hand full of ass and a fist full of weed
Ass in the air face down on your knees
I'm a beast when I fuck I'ma put it on your gut
I'ma have you saying no please let me get up
I'ma make you say that's the spot don't take it out
I'm feeling like Akinyele put it in your mouth
Kanye tell them gold digging hoes that we pimping in the South
And it ain't payday unless nuts in your mouth

[Chorus]

Back it up drop down to your knees
Bring it up real slow make one cheek freeze [2X]
If you want it you can get it
If you with it I'ma hit it
Flip it rub it up and smack it
Look back at it I'm a addict

[Trina]
Look look look look back at you for what
I'm trying to concentrate on busting me a nut
I'm thinking about Trav I'm thinking about Bo
Little dick nigga shit hurry up I gotta go
Since they in prison pussy nigga make me know
That you aint a virgin and you done this before
Fuck me til you can't breath til you swim and scream help
Its your lucky day all the lifeguards left

[Trina talking]
Little dick ass nigga
You better get your face down here and eat this pussy

Dribble these titties on your lips
While you're doing that put your hand around my hips
Bounce me like a ball slam me like K-ma
On and off the dick better known for breaking hearts
Nigga call a cab I'm finna pack my shit and leave
Shouldn't have let you fuck now thats some shit I can't believe
Wasting my time fucking all off beat
Pussy nigga next time when you see me don't speak

[Chorus]

VIDEO


4. I GOT A THANG FOR YOU

(feat. Keyshia Cole)

(Yeah)
Ladies, (Yeah)
Have you eva had a thang for somebody
And it was just so deep
And you wanted to tell him so bad
But you just couldn't find the words?
Listen...

[Chorus: Keyshia Cole]
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you
(For you)

I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you,
Baby you know

[Verse 1: Trina]
I gotta thang for you and it hurts me
Cause Im holdin back im so thirsty
When I open wide, you betta work inside
But promise that you wont hurt me wit
(Here we go, here we go again)
Cause I aint got time for lies
This time aint lookin (for a friend)

I need a man thats gon wine & dine me
Everytime you look you find me
Bellhoppin he buyin me
And plus he all mine see
He Brad Pitt, im Jolie
When we together we always sing
(K-I-S-S-I-N-G)
I gotta thang for you so how you feel bout me?
Ahh...

[Chorus: Keyshia Cole]
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you

I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin
I gotta thang for you,
Baby you know

[Verse 2: Trina]
Damn you got me wide open
And I know you sayin that im jokin
Cause tha boys in tha past, they just couldn't last
But for some reason I think u been chosen
(Heaven sent, don't wanna walk away)
Just hold me tightly up in you arms
And tell me (everyday)

That you aint neva gon leave me heartbroke
Promise to give a good long stroke
Boy this forreal and this aint no joke
Thought I was dreamin but I kno im woke
What you done did that got me so gone
Feels so right that this cant be wrong
Hangin up and right back callin yo phone
Cause I go crazy when I hear ya voice tone...
Ahh...

[Bridge: Keyshia Cole]
And you know...
I cant wait to see your face again
(Again boy)
And you know...
Im hopin we can work this thing out
Everytime that Im alone
Im thinkin bout us and where we could be
Thats how I kno I gotta a thang
For you baby, yeah you know

[Chorus: Keyshia Cole]
I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow
I wanna get to know ya (Wanna get to kno you)
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what Im sayin (boy listen to what Im sayin)
I gotta thang for you (Hey)

I gotta thang for you baby you know
Don't wanna take it slow (yeah)
I wanna get to know ya
Don't wanna play no games, listen to what I'm sayin
I gotta thang for you,
Baby you know

(The way you love me)
The way you love me, the way you love me
The way you touch me, the way you touch me
The way you love me, the way you love me
The way you touch me, the way you touch me


VIDEO


5. PHONE SEXX

(feat. Qwote)

[Trina: spoken]
Hi this is trina
And I'm standing 5'2 125 pounds 34, 26, 36
Beautiful lite grey eyes, long black curly hair that
Hangs down to the middle of my back and right now I'm home alone and
I'm looking to try something new so if your listening
Why don't you leave me a message
Ha ha ha ha

[Chorus: Qwote]
Take your hands and close your eyes and picture me
Touching your thighs do you feel your body next to me
I'm in your mind but physically it feels so real when we're on the phone
The way you talk and the way you moan I put your body to the test it's not
A fantasy but it's phone sex

[Trina:]
What's your description I told you mine I was feeling real horny
Called the party line dude sounded so good I ain't waste
No time I'm a take my clothes off and just go for mine
The way that he was talking and describing himself I picture
Reggie bush and I ain't seeing nothing else my eyes closed tight
On the living room couch one hand up my (uummm) putting fingers
In my mouth cheating on my man I'm getting my freak on long as it ain't real
I ain't doing nothing wrong just a dirty fantasy on the
Football field me layed in the grass wanna love how it feel
Pulling on my hair biting on my lips throwing it back thrusting my hips
Pouring champagne down and he taking sweet sips got me bout to climax he took me on a trip aahhh

[Chorus:]
Take your hands and close your eyes and picture me
Touching your thighs do you feel your body next to me
I'm in your mind but physically it feels so real when we're on the phone
The way you talk and the way you moan I put your body to the test it's not
A fantasy but it's phone sex

[Trina:]
The next day I called the party line again I was looking for that voice
That's when I bumped in a thug that sounded like trick to me
You should have heard that nasty fantasy
He made me see us in a school house
I was the last student left and was bout to walk out
He said bend over and show him a shot in my private school skirt
So arroused I got hard as a mistle I blew on his whistle playing back and forth
For this nigga I can't dismiss you he asked can I kiss then I got wet
This phone bone thing is getting better than sex don't need protection everythings
Safe I even let him spank me I came on his (aahhh) I know he was so amazed
To hear me come on the phone we wasn't playing no games
We was getting it on aahhh

[Qwote:]
Do you feel me baby sexing your body touching you softly
Making you want me go head close your eyes
Put your hands on your thighs let's fantasize
From the other end of the line do you feel me baby sexing your body
Touching you softly making you want me go head close your eyes
Put your hands on your thighs let's fantasize
From the other end of the line

Take your hands and close your eyes and picture me
Touching your thighs do you feel your body next to me
I'm in your mind but physically it feels so real when we're on the phone
The way you talk and the moan I put your body to the test it's not
A fantasy but it's phone sex

[music fades]

VIDEO


6. THAT IS MY ATTITUDE

Money over err thang thats my attitude
still the baddest bitch in the game thats my attitude
talk to ya man wen i get ready thats my attitude
have him blowing stacks ain peti thats my attitude
(yea) thats my attitude (yea)thats my attitude
and i feel like im the shit thats my attitude
(yea) thats my attitude thats my attitude
i feel like i run this shit thats my attitude

Money over every thang im all about my change
im still rich still the baddest bitch in the game
fuck this hoe that hoe all them bitches lame and
ain gotta say it you already kno the names see
im still running over bitches
still fucking over nigga your husband
and your boyfriend
i dont see nun them niggas
i roll wit ceo and stars fuck them niggas
while you be riding around town with
the brokes nigga im filthy rich
my money talk alot shit i dont hear you
hoes here let me turn it down a bit
i feel like im the shit
i feel i run this shit
im bout to marry my money
im so in love wit it yea

Money over err thang thats my attitude
still the baddest bitch in the game
thats my attitude
talk to ya man wen i get ready
thats my attitude
have him blowing stacks ain peti
thats my attitude (yea)
thats my attitude (yea)
thats my attitude
and i feel like im the shit
thats my attitude (yea)
thats my attitude
thats my attitude
i feel like i run this shit
thats my attitude


Gon and do ya thang shawty nawl ain mad at chu but you can fuck wit im mo better than you my waiste skinny my ass mo fatter than you sorry fa being conceited thats jus my attitude get on my level hoe you aint on my latitude i got plenty cribs no tellin where i travel to you thank you livin good i gotta view condo on south beach beach vila and malibu hate to brag but i gotta hundred in that new louie bag pull up in the bens wit the paper tags i got paper swag them niggas yellin shawty bad them hoes mad cause i got every thang they wish they had yea

Money over err thang thats my attitude still the baddest bitch in the game thats my attitude talk to ya man wen i get ready thats my attitude have him blowing stacks ain peti thats my attitude (yea) thats my attitude (yea)thats my attitude and i feel like im the shit thats my attitude (yea) thats my attitude thats my attitude i feel like i run this shit thats my attitude

m-o-e thats the shit that im on if you aint got no money take yo broke ass home you talkin a couple hundred better leave me alone need diamonds and black cars save ya dollars fa the shauns (come on) im on a paper chase my man paper straight he took me to his house welcome to the safe oh my god he made it hard to keep of straight face i got em on his knees tellin me how good it taste you bitches hella fake im gettin hella cake like im the birthday girl its time to celebrate im so paid lookin sharp in my louie shades i put these bitches in they play thats my attitude.

Money over err thang thats my attitude still the baddest bitch in the game thats my attitude talk to ya man wen i get ready thats my attitude have him blowing stacks ain peti thats my attitude (yea) thats my attitude (yea)thats my attitude and i feel like im the shit thats my attitude (yea) thats my attitude thats my attitude i feel like i run this shit thats my attitude


VIDEO



7. DON'T TRIP



(feat. Lil' Wayne)

[Intro]
Uh Yea, Oh Yea
Trin' Bein I've Got Ya
Yea I'm On That Syzurp my
Ya Off Tha
Hey! Heyyy!

[1st Verse: Lil Wayne]
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a mutha fucka girly on my staple
Cause her friends say I’m a tummy sucker
Don't go below the navel
I'm up in Lil Haiti
I'm blowin on Jamaica
I'm in the pimp a beemer
I'm with a salt shaker
Now I'm in Dade County
I see some thick bitches
I try to holla at em
But they all trick bitches
I think Trina sexy
Mama ya wine fine
And on the hush hush
We need some quiet time
Yea I'm a ridah ma
The Birdman's boy
He on CA$H MONEY
I pre-own CA$H MONEY?
Yea and I put her on CA$H MONEY
She start wobblin that ass for me
She start modelin
She see the models in the Maybach
She call me Weezie F. Baby
And she make sure she say that

[Chorus]
[Lil’ Wayne]
See a fly nigga baby yea I don’t trip
Just give em lil thigh?
Mama give em lil hip
[Trina]
And if you see a fly bitch
nigga holla don’t trip
Break her off a few dollars
Take her on a few trips
[Lil’ Wayne]
Give em lil thigh
Mama give em lil hip
Then you give em lil wind up
Give em a lil nip
[Trina]
And if you see a fly bitch
Nigga holla don’t trip
Break her off a few dollars
Take her on a few trips

[2nd Verse: Trina]
Now I’m the daughter of a madam
Inside of a pink phantom
If ya man got that cash
Then best believe I met him
Cause I’m sharp as a machete
And I cuss like crazy?
Niggas call me Betty Crocker
Cause my cakes stay plenty
Got stacks on top of stacks
I'm cuppin' a meal ticket
No matter the consequence
My emphasis is to get it
It’s Trina Weezie F. Baby
Manny handle the scripts
It’s all reminiscent to
Gladys night in the pips?
All my niggas jump around
Girls jump on that dick
It aint gonna be no standin around
Now lets get crunk in this bitch
And ladies
Show em yo shit
A lil hip a lil thigh
More pleasure for the eye
And the more a nigga try
You can find me stretched out
In my 850i
Or my big 600
Believe Trina done it
Believe them diamonds studded
Stay flooded like a damn
Chase grams cause I am what I am
Don’t give a damn
Go

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse: Trina]
Back to the lesson at hand
Stick to my plan
When it comes to seein man after man
Don’t give a damn about his car or his friends
Wh Wh WhWhat
Cause I’m gonna make my on ends
That’s WhWhat’s up
Ladies lets say you want a man
But don’t kno how to do it
Dirty dance with em
Put a lil back into it
Go catch a wall shorty
End up at the mall sporty
Try to dog waddy?
Make em spend it all on ya
Yep and make that nigga ball for ya
Then have him beggin for that kitty kat
Wining and dining for that ass
Give him none of that
Just let him kno
Say make a bitch rich
Cause the badest bitch taught you that

[Chorus]
[Beat Till End]

VIDEO



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